How High
Lancey Foux; Len
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How high can you get? How high?
Can you jump and do the side?
How fly can I get? How fly?
'Bout to get dressed in the sky
How low can you go? Can you whine?
Can I pull up behind?
Can I control it? Drive
Can I reverse? How wide?
Can we converse in that color then
Cause the interior matching your eyes?
Can we rehearse this dance move? I'm tryna shake a leg right now
'Bout ten, I'm switching my vibe
By eleven, goodbye
Tell them niggas good riddance
I'ma split the balance, I'ma spread the difference
I'ma show the difference, I'ma come split 'em
I'ma get the camera, I'ma shoot the image
I'ma shoot the eye wheel when I'm spinning
I'ma take her eye, she gon' tell me, "Ah, well, she didn't miss it"
Porsches in the driveway, yeah, they falling in love, they kissing
Sit back wondering how am I winning, I ain't even in competition
It must be the women, the money, the cars, it's constant repetition
She wanna come and persuade the boss, it's constant on a mission
How high can you get? How high?
Can you jump and do the side?
How fly can I get? How fly?
'Bout to get dressed in the sky
How low can you go? Can you whine?
Can I pull up behind?
Yo, how low, how low?
Bad hoe tryna touch her toes, I know
That dope hitting like a silo
You gon' open that mouth, take a note of my soul, I know
Egyptian hoe, Cairo
Hold on, red carpet right out fire, amigo, the weapon on me
Henny on the rocks, I ain't sipping no tea
Henny in the morning, Henny's impossible
White hoe with the red hair, Kim Possible
Tame my roster, I already done 'em all
Money talk, same diamonds as Henry VIII, historical
Swag diabolical
She give me brain, she so psychological
I got the flavors, I got the snow on 'em
Sniff, sniff, niggas wanna take a whiff
Shit, that big lakh, look at my wrist
How high can you get? How high?
Can you jump and do the side?
How fly can I get? How fly?
'Bout to get dressed in the sky
How low can you go? Can you whine?
Can I pull up behind?